Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Iceland and from Mumbai.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1967 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Winnipeg.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968 at the first Can practice in a loft in Cologne.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Fifty Foot Hose to the grime kids.
I played it at Trash.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Motorama. All the underground hits.
All Public Enemy tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every ABBA record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal funk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying an arpeggiator and a 808 and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a snare.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Youth Brigade,
Lower 48,
Nik Kershaw,
Kevin Saunderson,
The Cure,
The Vogues,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
The Tremeloes,
Wings,
Kerrie Biddell,
Skarface,
Trumans Water,
John Foxx,
Scrapy,
Average White Band,
Eddi Front,
Simply Red,
Matthew Halsall,
Derrick Morgan,
Q and Not U,
The Birthday Party,
Alton Ellis,
Monks,
Porter Ricks,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Thompson Twins,
Kenny Larkin,
The Knickerbockers,
Sällskapet,
Eric Dolphy,
Yazoo,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
Unrelated Segments,
Soul II Soul,
Robert Görl,
Quando Quango,
The Smiths,
Barry Ungar,
Skaos,
Sixth Finger,
Electric Light Orchestra,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Black Flag,
Lou Christie,
Grandmaster Flash,
Schoolly D,
PIL,
DJ Sneak,
Pagans,
Young Marble Giants,
Section 25,
The Doobie Brothers,
Cameo,
Main Source,
Arthur Verocai,
Marine Girls,
Gil Scott Heron,
Bill Wells,
Ronan,
Gerry Rafferty,
Khruangbin,
Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd., Public Image Ltd..
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.